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-vibrations were sent through my desk as I received a text message- Hey Mike, it’s Steph. Me, Sophie and Max wanted to know if you wanted to come to Satan’s club tonight, I have four tickets and I was going to invite Becca, but you know how much of a lightweight she is and she turns into a mega slut when she is ‘drunk’. Text back, much love, Steph xx I was surprised to get a text like this from Steph. Only two days ago, we had a massive argument about the past. We had a lot of history she was my first love and something deep down was telling me that she was the one for me. I had gotten a bit drunk at a party we were at and all the feelings came flooding back. I went over to her and confronted her about cheating on me with some jock that was a couple of years older than us. I was hurt, angry and more so, felt betrayed. We had a lot of trust in each other since we had grown up together from the age of four. Going to the same schools and choosing the same lessons and wanting the same things from life. Everything I had with her just seemed so perfect. I was in love at 18 some people may say that is naive but ya know what you cannot help what you feel and I knew it was love. After the flashback of that night we had argued I finally replied. Hey Steph, yeah I’d love to come with you guys, I’ll be over at about half 6? See you then doll. xx “Hey Michael, I’m off out tonight. I’m staying around a friends house I won’t be back until late afternoon, early evening!” My brother shouted from inside his room. My brother was eighteen now and my parents had become bored of his antics, late home from god only knows what and the mess he created. They had thrown him out. He hadn’t a job nor any sort of place to stay and so as the only family willing to take him in, I let him stay in the flat on two conditions, that he has to find a job and didn’t create a mess. He has one job as a fast food restaurant run around boy. So I had no real reason to not let him stay with me. It was nice to have someone else around, at first moving into my own flat it was lush. My own place of peace and zen, then I started to feel lonely letting friends stay over messing up the place. I must admit I am a little bit of a clean freak so I hated it, but I hated being lonely more so, made that compromise. Time had moved ever so slowly but it finally reached quarter past six and my brother as usual was late getting ready, I wanted him out before I went so I could go around to clean the place up a bit. “Joe hurry up! you are taking forever!” I shouted from the front door. Finally he came out from his room. “All right see ya bro!” and with that he left with his bag which was as half as big as he was, I couldn’t help but think how stupid he looked. I looked around my flat, of course to the un-trained eye it was spotless but I couldn’t help but isvecbahis think how disgustingly dirty it looked. Time was tight and I couldn’t clean my flat and make it to Steph’s on time, another flaw of mine. Punctuality. I had to be where ever I was going by the time I had set. So I made the compromise and left my flat in the state it was. I arrived at Steph’s just on time, as Steph, Sophie and Max got into Steph’s mum’s car and with that we set off to Satan’s club. It was the place to be. The best club in the whole west country. Celebrities would often make an appearance. I couldn’t help but wonder how Steph had managed to get those tickets. “Hey Steph, how did you come across those tickets?” I asked. Her mum gave her a look that seemed to say ‘Yes Steph, HOW did you get those!?’ Steph just gave me an evil glare which definitely put me off asking again. Soon after the uncomfortable situation and small talk we arrived at Satan’s. The building was all black with a huge devil sitting on the sign that read ‘Satan’s, the home of the naughty’. I wasn’t sure exactly what was meant by that but I’m sure it was something to do with the secret rooms throughout the club. We walked towards the door were two massive bouncers were standing waiting to through back in the direction in which we had just came but no to my surprise they let us straight in when Steph had gave them a quick glance of the tickets. We all entered the club, walking through the misty air into a building filled with bass, sweat, love and drink. We all raced for the bar and I bought the first round. Steph walked off without any explanation only to come back five minutes later with this extremely built guy, he looked like a building with arms and legs. He was ripped to say the least. “Guys, this is Bill, he’s the guy I’ve been seeing,” she screamed at us trying to out do the music. We all stood there surprised. If his cock was as big as him, he would have ripped Steph in half. We all looked at each other and gave a reassuring smile. “That’s not going to last long is it now,” I said in to Sophie’s ear. We spent hours dancing and getting drunk all the while Steph’s new man was keeping all the sleazy guys away. It was nice to say the least. Me and Max could actually have some fun with our friends as we now had someone taking over our body guard patrols. I brought up the ticket situation again to Steph. “How did you get those tickets again?” I said into Steph’s ear as we both danced. “I sucked some guy off for them,” she said quite frankly. “Oh Steph, I wouldn’t have guessed you were like that,” I replied. “I’m not but the guy I sucked is here with us. It was Bill. So I guess things work out you know,” she replied. I was a little shocked that the guy she gave a blowie too for some tickets to a club was now her boyfriend. If I’m honest I wouldn’t have isveçbahis giriş put it past her. She always was promiscuous. Max and Sophie had been “seeing” each other for a while and whilst I knew they would end up together, Steph was none the wiser. “Sophie, look over there, that guy is hot, go talk to him!” Steph said into Sophie’s ear. Sophie just shook it of and carried on dancing with myself and Max. “Hey, Max, look that girl is definitely asking for it,” she then told Max. Both Max and Sophie just ignored her pretending not to be able to understand what she was saying over the music. Both got very close that night and were grinding and dancing all night with each other. Not even batting an eyelid at anyone else. I think they must have felt like the only two in the club. “Hey Steph,” I said dragging her over to the bar. “I think Max and Sophie are together, look at them,” I said to her whilst getting us more drinks. She peered over with a sense of shock on her face as she witnessed our other two friends absolutely going for it. They were snogging each others faces off. You could see they were horny, they were closer than ever. I could have swore that one of Max’s hand was up Sophie’s dress. Classy. In the middle of a club what a place to be getting it on I thought. We watched as they headed for the door, hand in hand and they disappeared into the night. So it was just me, Steph and her new building of a boyfriend, who to say the least didn’t talk much. “Me and Bill are going to go back to my place. You can come with us if you want, we can carry on drinking?” Steph said to me whilst Bill gave her the dirtiest look. He obviously didn’t me there cock blocking him. So I declined politely and let them on there way. So I was left in this dark, loud and smelly place. Drinking away my sorrows. When the bar man gave me a drink seemingly on the house. I looked up at him with a confused expression, he pointed to the opposite end of the bar to a figure sat on the end, with long, jet black hair wearing all black. From the distance and the alcohol coursing through my veins, I couldn’t tell if it was a guy or a girl. So I downed the whiskey in front of me and headed toward them, carrying the drink they had bought for me. “Hey thanks for the drink, can I get your name so I can thank you properly?” I screamed at them over the music, respecting their space I didn’t want to talk into their ear. The person looked up. It was a guy. He has a slightly chiselled jaw, sky blue eyes, which I’m sure were contacts, and his long black hair hid the rest of his face. He was what society would label an “emo”. He stood up and grabbed my hand and walked me through to the back of the club, we walked through the crowds of sweaty, musky dancing people. Past the dark, ‘naughty’ rooms that had thick burgundy curtains obscuring the view inside. isveçbahis yeni giriş But the muffled sounds of ecstasy filled my ears as we walked past the rooms. The sound of someone getting off, male or female caused my cock to twitch, giving me a semi. We carried on walking down a stair case towards a door with “Personnel Only” written on it. “I’m not sure we are allowed in here,” I protested. As the guy I had just met only minutes, if that, before, walked through the door into a very neat office. Scarlet carpet and blood red furniture littered the office. The unknown guy let go of my hand and walked towards the large wooden desk. He sat down on the other side of the desk and gestured for me to sit opposite him in a red leather chair. It wasn’t the most comfortable but I doubt that mattered to him. He was silent the entire time. He pulled out two glasses and a bottle of expensive whiskey and poured us both a glass. Sliding one to me across the desk. This entire situation was making me nervous but not in a negative way. He was an interesting looking guy and I found myself what he was going to do with me. I had never felt that labelling myself as straight, gay or bi wasn’t correct, so I just went with the flow in all situations of the nature and if I wasn’t enjoying them I would stop it. I found this guy quite good looking and some what arousing. Finally words left his lips. “I’m Lucifer. Suiting don’t you think considering I own a club called Satan’s,” he said in a lower voice than I had imagined, giving out a little chuckle in the process. “Now I saw your entire evening from when you walked in til now,” he said. “Why, why have you been watching me?” I replied. “Because I find you interesting I want to get to know you. A little about myself first eh? Well my father owned this club a few years ago and asked me to take it over since it was going down hill. I’m 24 now and live a very happy life. Full of fun of every caliber.” He said in a very egotistical tune. Why was he telling me this? I’m not some broad he was he trying to court. Unless I was? “Oh… Okay. Well that sounds like you enjoy life,” I replied, not sure what to say. “Of course I do, but I’m lacking something, someone. I’m proposing that maybe we can get to know each other on a personal level?” He said pouring me and him another drink giving me a wink. I wasn’t sure what to think at this point. I wasn’t down for just a cheap one nighter, for him to add my name to his little black book of people he has fucked. “Ermm… well…” I managed to say before he interrupted. “I don’t want this to go any further tonight than just a chat and a drink. I’m not asking for anything more I promise.” he said. He sounded so genuine that time and I couldn’t believe that I was falling for it. But he had this charm, a charm that I hadn’t seen in anyone else at all. “Tell me a little bit about yourself,” Lucifer said. “Well I’m twenty-one, I work in a DIY store and I’m a university student. There’s not much else to say to be honest,” I replied. We sat in his office for seemed like forever.

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